Watching the fate of the midwife and the little palace maid, the rest of the attendants became even more diligent, merely hoping that the Empress could give birth quickly without any mishaps.
Perhaps due to Ye Qiu's furious deterrence, the ensuing childbirth went rather smoothly, and until the child was born, nobody dared to make a move.
"Wa...wa..."
Upon hearing the cries of the newborn from the delivery room, Ye Qiu and the Crown Prince abruptly stood upright.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Empress has given birth to a little princess." After a short while, a slightly plump midwife with a round face, holding a swaddled baby jubilantly, came out and joyously reported to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu looked at the crimson-faced infant in the swaddle, feeling a strong surge of emotion within, but his primary concern at this moment was the Empress's condition, and he anxiously asked: "What about the Empress? How is she?"
